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"Haven't seen you for a long time, Hal. The Lanterns keeping you busy?"

#testpilotlantern #thanks for the follow!

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SEND “✖” IF YOU THINK THAT I’M PLAYING MY CHARACTER PROPERLY

omgg you flatter me, you beautiful person. <3

#out of eggplant :#. meme #testpilotlantern

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"Um..."

Other than Guy, Milagro has not met any other Green Lanterns from her sector. Hell she has not even been to Oa yet so she was still hanging on to the title of recruit right now.

"I'm the new recruit?"

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Hold Me... (Cause Hal probably has ptsd from his green missions oops)

Your muse has had a nightmare and comes to cuddle mine for safety.

She wakes up to find Hal curled against her side as he breathes heavily. His eyes are tightly shut and when he reaches out to touch her– tentatively as if scared of his own audacity– his hands are shaking.

It takes her half a second to fully comprehend what's going on. She allows the realization to sink in before moving. She doesn't ask him how he got in or what he's doing there because she knows–she knows and it kills her because she's had quite a few rough nights of her own. Back then she had no one to hold her while she poured her heart out only to find out that once she'd started crying she wasn't capable of stopping and instead just drifted to sleep.

But she's there for him.

His first sob rocks her as she tightly presses against him. Carefully she wraps her arm and leg and entire sense of self around his frame. Her hand brings his head to rest on her chest just as he opens his eyes and looks at her.

It's as if up until that very moment they'd never laid eyes on each other– because she sees him now, truly sees him. He's human, and he's warm to the touch, and almost as vulnerable as she is. She clings to him as if they're one.

He falls silent and it frightens her. She goes to shape a thousand different words but bites them all back because they're meaningless when faced with the intimacy of the moment they're sharing. She reaches out to touch his face and its wetness comes as no surprise.

The thunder of his voice is welcomed and it shocks her as his chest rises and falls to string the letters. I'm not crying, he tells her. She laughs and the action rattles them both because he might not be, but she sure is now.

I know.

Wouldn't be so simple to just tell him? The phrase is sweet to swallow. Instead she presses kisses to his forehead, nose, chin, cheeks– everywhere she can reach. With a sigh her lips catch the saltiness of tears– whether they're his or her own is uncertain. What she does tell him is what she wished someone was there to say when it was her time around.

I'm here. I'm not going anywhere.

#testpilotlantern #[insert ''i tried'' star]#souvenir!

You're shorter than I thought you'd be. Is it the whole space thing?

#. new follower #testpilotlantern #thanks for the follow!